Creative Poetry post
Posted: 10 Jun 2025, 00:08
The 30 year Poem
I basked in the glory of endless years
of youth and time and places in between
Having lost count of the sunrises and sunsets,
I now understand Herrick’s plea to
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.
~Chris Moring
I basked in the glory of endless years
of youth and time and places in between
Having lost count of the sunrises and sunsets,
I now understand Herrick’s plea to
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.
~Chris Moring